Affecting

 

     An influential soul can affect a life. 
     If we are lucky, someone comes along when we are lost or misplaced and makes an impression that lasts a lifetime.  Sometimes all we need is a boost or a new direction to get us going on our way.  It is those people who realize that their influence has possibilities – and who realize that possibilities are endless — who affect lives. 
     Quite often, it is a teacher who is that influential soul. Your life path may be altered by their inspiration, motivation, imagination or subtle persuasion.
     The right person at the right time.

Affecting

It might be only one simple gesture
that changes the course of things

One turn of phrase, or turn in the road
One solid notion that a teacher brings.
An influential soul, who can affect a life
The extra yard, that goes an extra mile
The ability to inspire a want to aspire 
That singular soul, who finds the smile.

Positive thinking, meets untapped potential
Opening a mind, by opening a door 
Initiating the urge to take on the world
Lessening the less, to motivate the more.
 Noticing that possibilities are indeed endless
Giving more of yourself, despite the clock

The right person at the right time
You’re welcomed in, yet you always knock.

Making a difference in their world
by sharing what’s unique inside of you
That place where experiences live 
and understanding comes into view.
Where your common sense prevails
Expressed, in uncommon ways
Where your perception turns a page
and affects their future days.

Every year brings renewed opportunity
with a new group, beginning anew 
Fresh influences and malleable clay 
Shaping character with what you do.
You matter in these impressionable minds
It’s the substance that’s in your style 
Asking only for an honest effort 
You make it worth their while.

Inspiration found, with subtle persuasion
Motivation, to where you shine the light
Imagination, in the eyes of tomorrow 
  The vision to see the higher height.
Encouragement and understanding

Providing balance to their uphill climb
An unselfish stamp on an emerging life
The right person at the right time.

Making a difference in this world
by sharing the life inside of you
That place where experience lies 
and humility comes into view.
Where your common sense prevails
Expressed, in uncommon ways
Where perception turns an important page
and affects their future days.

For all the right reasons,
you affect the rhyme.
The right person
at the right time.

 

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Bursting

Bursting
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Only so many hours
in the day
Only so much time
for me to say
All of those words
that come to mind
To paint a portrait
of what I find
Insightful illustrations
of what I see
The bursts of life
inside of me
The ups, the downs
The ebb and the flow
The well-springs
of what I know
Churned up images
of fluid thought
Of what get’s said
and what is not
All of the perception
that I can feel
Tones of my life
vivid and real
Influence and congruence
The patterns, the places
The people I meet
and their names and faces
Observations, interpretations
Details, I mentally store
The impressions and opinions
that I refuse to ignore
Extremes of emotions
like a creative rage
Bursting out of me
to the waiting page
Adrenaline and adjectives
The immediacy of an urge
Balance of a judgement
on the very verge
Constructive, controlled
Consequence to the noun
The weight of the words
eases me down
Explicitly extracted
from
rapid thought

From what can be said
and what cannot
All of the choices
that come to light
Rhythms of my life,
the wrong, the right

A tumultuous ride  
The message sent
A burst of sensations
in time well spent
Only so many hours
left in the day
Yet so much more
that I have to say
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Elementary

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It is no longer elementary,
as time moves on…

From that age of innocence
and its carefree pace
To a greater challenge 
and a larger place
Taking along with it
the simplicity of that age
Anticipation, for the next act
on a ever-growing stage

No longer rudimentary,
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To the high school years
and all that entails
Forming new friendships
and blazing new trails
Learning how to balance
an education, and the new
An ever-evolving perspective
and an ever-changing you

You’ll find it’s complementary,
as time moves on…

Years that work together
each with a vital role
Then and now, and next
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Experiences and memories
are the parts to your sum
They make you who you are
and who you will become

…as time moves on

Gull

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Gull

I watched the determined seagull
holding its own against the wind
seeming to hover in place

A stalemate battle of wills
with the teeth of the harsh wind
opposed by the gull’s flying grace


No urgency of flapping wings

neither the blustery force of nature
nor the game gull to be outdone

A level exchange of to and fro
each showing a mutual respect
for the obvious strength of the other one


I was transfixed by this encounter

until the stiff breeze graciously subsided
as the sun filled the September sky

The seagull quickly turned to soar away
satisfied with its lofty endeavor
wind assisted in its effort to fly

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Epiphany

Epihany

Epiphany

I think that they call it
a moment of clarity
And in this man’s life
I know it’s a rarity
When time stands still
suspended and sure
I see what’s before me
it’s perfect and pure.

It could be an epiphany
or it might be a sign
But whatever it is
it’s fragile and fine
Reach out and touch it
unsure that I should
Be careful not to disturb
the gracious and the good.

Brought to this place
by patience and care
A sense of uncertainty
yet completely aware
Savoring this feeling
rapt entirely within
This moment is fleeting
and it’s paper-thin

A delicate balance
  in this enigmatic state
Frozen in time
 yet willing to wait
Knowing that I want
this sensation to endure
Right here before me
so perfect, so pure

Perspective

 

Perspective
Misunderstanding.

Misunderstood.
Anyway that you put it,
It is never any good.

Always seems to begin as a whisper
Accelerates on one side alone

A single word taken the wrong way
Actual intentions, largely unknown.

The kind of careless reaction
That can take all of it away
A thoughtless mental mistake
After a very thoughtful day.


You are wrong.
No. You are.

Any way that you put it,
It should never get this far.

Anger runs away with the truth
Leaving confusion in its wake
First and last straw all at once
A different mind-set, another take.

A tenuous and delicate balance
On a paper-thin perch
An instant away from nothing
After a life-long search.


I am sorry.

I was wrong.
Be the one to say it,
When it’s gone on too long.

Don’t let your ego get the best of you
And jeopardize all that you’ve built
Clearly not worth the risk

Neither the ultimatum, nor the guilt.

You realize your overreaction
You recognize your own short sight
Feeling tired and wired and restless
After a late love torn night.


Think of all you have to lose.

 Lose the drama to save face.
Take the high road to resolution.
 Let perspective find its place.

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Patience

               Patience
Life is a test of endurance.

It’s a journey, not a race.
The heart needs to realize
at a slow and steady pace.

Take one big step forward
Then a pause to reflect
It’s all a matter of time
and of space, and of respect.

Always tempting to jump ahead
To take that leap of faith
To embrace a familiar feeling
of comfort, warm and safe.

Wiser to observe caution
Be sure that you can cope
Better to know the distance
than to spring across with hope.

Life is a test of endurance.
It’s a journey, not a race.
The mind needs to realize
at a slow and steady pace.

Teetering on the edge of a fall
The soul’s struggle deep
A cavern of internal unknown
that wakes us as we sleep.

There is a delicate balance
In how to act and what to say
Wire thin the element of risk
that the one, could get away.

It’s true that patience is a virtue
The strongest will’s test
An ever necessary struggle
with knowing what is best.

Life is a test of endurance
It’s a journey, not a race
The spirit needs to stabilize
at a slow and steady pace.

The answer may be simple
It’s the question that is obscure
A puzzle with many pieces
If they’ll fit is what’s unsure.

The solution becomes easier
As we discover all of the parts
Take the time to get it right
and we’ll stimulate our hearts.

Patiently putting it all together
Is completing how we feel
Joined as one in body and mind
in a picture of something real.

Life is a test of endurance.
It’s a journey, not a race.
Two hearts need to coincide
at a slow and steady pace.

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